Club One, Baltimore, MD - Sunday Evening
It was Medusalith's birthday today and so Blackagar had felt the need to help her celebrate it. By taking her out to a human night club, it would seem.
A very human, noisy, dear-god-what-are-they-doing way. Why were they writhing about to noise? None of this made any sense!
He shot her a concerned look, scooting a little further away from the inebriated humans who seemed intent on invading his personal space. When he was king, this sort of thing would never be allowed in Attilan.
[For the cousin!]]
A very human, noisy, dear-god-what-are-they-doing way. Why were they writhing about to noise? None of this made any sense!
He shot her a concerned look, scooting a little further away from the inebriated humans who seemed intent on invading his personal space. When he was king, this sort of thing would never be allowed in Attilan.
[For the cousin!]]